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our electricity has been cut off.

jason is out of town; took beth's cell with him, but isn't answering.

damnit.
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sloooooooooooooooow day.

sleepy.

been here three hours and gotten three calls; one decided he didn't want the service, two were just calling to find out their results.

*thud*
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I feel guilty.

I'm up here in the Traffic Attic not doing shit 'cause there's nothing to do.

Just went downstairs to find a phone number, and the waiting room is flooded.

Oh well, one more hour and then: no more guilt. I'll be off work. Then I'll go get my car! woo.
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yesterday I received a letter here at work from a person who would like us to represent him in court.

he included all the proper forms and everything.

at the bottom of the info sheet, he wrote in large print, "RHODES COLLEGE HONOR ROLL STUDENT", as if it somehow affected the fact he has a traffic ticket.

I had hoped to make a post this morning indicating my gleeful putting-off of the smarmy bastard's ticket, which would, of course, require that I bring my personal politics into my work.

nope. I processed his paperwork yesterday when I got it. damn responsibilities always getting in the way.

anyways. after work I go get my car out of the shop; I shall have carness again, very soon. well, after I get the brakes done. and get new tires. and pay my tickets. and get my license reinstated. then, insurance. hahahahahah. see you in june.

then returning the laptop I've had for two weeks that took five minutes to fix (woo, klez.), then potluck. I will probably bring no offering to potluck. I suck.

ding-a-ling.
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*ring*

"Law office."

"Yes, um, I got your letter in the mail about my court date, it's on Monday, I don't suppose you're open today."

"No ma'am, none of the attorneys will be in until Monday afternoon. I'm an assistant."

"Oh. Well, [really long explanation of why she got her ticket and asking for advice]"

"Ma'am, I'm not an attorney."

"Well, you're just about as rude as that cop was being."

*click*




People really need to understand that I don't really care. I'm not an attorney.
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why did I agree to work today?

why!?!
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First full day over.. BC, the guy who hooked me up with the job, said they were impressed with my half-day yesterday, which is good. Um. Don't really have anything else to say about it at the moment. It's an easy job, and I'm self-managed. Woo.

Edit: Gee, in my post-work bobblehead, I failed to mention why BC told me I impressed them: last night when leaving, Mark, the guy I answer to, asked me to go full-time starting this morning. I was originally supposed to work only 2-6; he asked that I instead go straight to 8-5 on my second day. I'm glad, yes, but hopefully the first couple weeks of that schedule won't kick my ass. I've never worked 8-5 before. I usually prefer swing shift, but I'm not going to say "no" to a full time job.

that's all, for real this time.

internet firsts meme )
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Changed the tire on my car; attempted to start, but not enough power. Attempted to jumpstart, still not enough power, and I suspect I'd have to sit there with the "doner" car running an hour or so before there was enough juice. Unfortunately, I drive a Buick, which means the battery is a wierd kind that has the posts sticking out the side, and sits under the washer fluid well, which itself is under a metal bar that's bolted to the frame. Why, I don't know -- I can only imagine that Buick wanted the extra money from the extra servicing you'd need just to do something simple like change the battery. Anyway. Tuesday, when Mr. Sir Inspector Muhammad was supposed to come watch my start my car, I'll be calling and cancelling and promising I'll get it done this weekend. Here's to hoping.

Spent yesterday evening and tonight with [livejournal.com profile] ink_ling playing Aura: Fate of the Ages. Myst-alike we wanted, Myst-alike we got, only this one included the added bonuses of ugly rendering, missing background panels, puzzles that could be solved early, easily-missed inventory items and very little continuity, all to be set up for a sequel. Some of the puzzles were pretty good, but all told.. eh.

Reminder to self: call Mom and find out about Thanksgiving. Call Gigi and find out about whether she wants her house cleaned this week or not, as our schedule says I'd do it Thanksgiving. Call BC and ask him to write a statement regarding my new income to give to miss nice benefits lady so I can get free money from the state 'cause those bills, they do make a nice stacking material.
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hmph. After day five of insomnia, I called the officer this morning and -- gasp! -- actually got in touch with him... to find out that to get the order dismissed, I have to call him again on Tuesday morning and get him to come to my house and watch me move the car back and forth.

That's right. "Move the car back and forth", right outta the horse's mouth.

Silly.

So, in a moment it looks like I'll be going outside to replace my flat in preparation for such. Puck should be here about 11 and he's hanging out for the afternoon while Jason is at work. This evening, more company with the addition of drinking, perhaps.

After a couple months of uneventfulness, I really can't be that annoyed about the car; it's no big deal anyway, but I rather like the fact that this week, I suddenly have things to do and reasons for doing them, and I appreciate it muchly.
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woo! I got the job, I start on Monday. The law firm is in a Victorian house close enough to my apartment I could yell and they'd hear me. I've got my own office space in the attic, which makes me somewhat giddy, and as the department grows I'd become a manager and have two employees of my own. How's that for outta the blue? Of course, I haven't even started yet, so we'll see how much that high talk pans out.

The place seems pretty laid-back; I somehow doubt I'll be able to bring back my fancy colorin's, but we'll see.

Given that good news and bad news make good bedfellows, I wasn't suprised to find a yellow notice on my car saying the city intends to impound it for abandonment... despite the fact it's not abandoned. It does have a flat and need brakes, and yes, it's been sitting there since June.. but it's not abandoned, dammit. BC, the guy I'll be working under, says he'll be paying me weekly, so I should be able to take care of it (at least move it around) before the date comes. I tried to call and contest the notice, but apparently I have to contact the officer who posted the notice directly, and he's only in his office one hour a day, 8am-9am. Bastard.

anyway, that's all.
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Just the other day I was telling Puck that sometimes I wish something, anything would happen, in regards to my being jobless and stuck at home.

Today I'm expecting a call back soon about a job answering phones for a small law firm; depending on how busy my contact is, I may actually go by the firm to "meet people" and talk about the job in a bit. After that, on my way to the potluck, I'm stopping by to pick up a laptop that has an e-mail virus that needs removing. Also, I got an e-mail about cleaning a house in preparation for a party; that's not for another month, though.

give praise to the wish fairy. oh, and to income.
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gay marriage meme )

alright, so there's the meme.

um, it makes me want to ask a simple question:

what the hell does marriage have to do with government? why should I be viewed differently as a citizen simply because of my relationship status? eh?

I could be with a man, a woman, or a handful of each, and still have the same needs as far as the government is concerned.

why should I, or anyone else, need a piece of paper declaring that I'm "with" another individual?

fuck gay marriage. actually, fuck marriage in general -- it ain't got nothing to do with anything.
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back from the mountain, had a lovely time. update forthcoming, maybe.

sleep well, karey.
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off to short mountain for fall gathering...

see y'all in 9-10 days.
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whee... cleaning houses. What fun! scrubbing the floor, keeping the dogs out of the kitchen...

Thankfully, Chip has a Sigur Ros mix buried deep within his Van Halen collection. it drives my day.
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I've had the original Lassie theme running through my head all day, despite all the music I've listened to.

Fotzepolitic has a line in it that sounds like "Like that scary hair song I sing you".

another of their songs sounds like "Teenage safety whore".

that's all.
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apparently, I'm not good enough to work at Mapco.

MAPCO.

job lengths are too short? so, so, sorry mr. underpaid, that I don't live up to your standards. should I go back in time, repair my lungs, my stomach, the departments that closed, the two times I moved cross-country, just to make me more attractive to you?

fuck you.
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Soo... I suppose a few of you saw the announcements about that AlphaGrip typing joystick thing a few days ago.

I was curious about it, and noting the site always says you can hit 50-60wpm, I wrote the guy to ask if you could go faster. I do up to 100wpm on a qwerty keyboard, and while a less stressful input device would be great, I don't really feel like slowing down.

He writes back today to say that only he and his business partner have actually typed with the thing for any amount of time. All their statistics and averages are based on those two. He says he types 60wpm on a standard keyboard, and his partner hunt-and-pecks. He calls that a control group?

Whaddaya know, another company selling bullshit.
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ooooohhhh...

so that's why it's gotten chilly here in Memfuss.

two bigass storms in Florida sucking all the air away.

yeah, I'm out of touch.

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